your hands protect the flames

[modforged]

Who: The Dragonsworn
What: The first arrival of the Dragonsworn goes a bit...awry.
Where: Scattered around the perimeter of Suramar.
When: Dawn on March 21st
Warnings: Please PM the mods if any warnings are needed

It is almost as if you've woken from a daydream when the ground meets your feet. The stench of fire is overpowering, and though dawn is just approaching in the canopies of Kalimdor, bright flashes of green can be seen between the branches of impossibly tall trees. If that doesn't snap you out of your surprise, then the sound of nearby spitting in demonic tongue may persuade you to get a grip and notice your surroundings -- you are not alone. There are others like you, huddled just a bit too close, with a somewhat familiar face keeping you from advancing further. Looking down at your hands may briefly reveal a momentary flash of color, but nothing lasting more than a few seconds.

The mages of each flight take the helm of their charges, and they are quick to notice any movement from their groups despite channeling some sort of spell to keep you protected. Stray fire will bounce off an invisible shield that ripples when anything make contact with it. There seems to be nothing in sight but your new comrades, and your guardian -- at least not on the ground. The sky has flying demons swarming a pack of dragons -- and the dragons are very clearly losing. Look just a bit farther, and you might find more dragons, though these clearly have different colored scales than the ones above your head.

While distracted, you may hear your guardian speak to you. "There may yet be wounded nearby -- if you care to, bring them here, and we will tend to them from the Sanctum." Briefly, they gesture skyward, toward the dragons flying overhead. "Do not bring to us any that are not our own, lest you invite their demise!"

But the mage is focused on casting -- they are in no position to halt your advance, and they know it. They speak with concern -- concern for you, concern for the dire situation at hand. The demonic cackling is drawing near. The forests are rapidly becoming overrun, and there are already a few dragons slain on the forest floor.

"Take care, Dragonsworn -- I am bringing us to safety, but it will take time. To wander far is to invite your ruin, and we cannot afford the loss of your life."

[OOC: You are free to mingle on this post as you choose, despite the flight groups being scattered through the forests around Suramar -- after this log, you will be separated into your sanctums, and your interactions will be watched much more closely. Attempting to enter the city itself will result in a vicious attack from demons that will kill. The Dragon Mages will be tagging sporadically to heroes of their matching flight, and the conclusion of this log will lead Dragonsworn through portals to their Sanctums.]

Comments

[anybody]

[ For a moment Lady looks concerned and maybe a little stung that her offer of help is denied, even though Carolina's heavy armour and Lady's relative lack of strength means it's probably for the best anyway. Still though, the girl lingers in case she changes her mind.

When told to fall back towards the trees, Lady nods. ]

Okay. [ A pause. ] Um, but you're sure you're going to be okay? [ Not that she's even a healer or anything of the sort; but as far as Lady is concerned, people just have to look out for each other anyway. ]

[guerriera]

heh. Right now, I'm not sure of anything. Except, that we can't stay here.

[ As she speaks, she glances back towards the ruined city under siege, and the pain evident in her expression fades at once, at the sight of several smaller demons peeling away from where one of their larger number is rather ruthlessly crushing a fallen dragon underfoot. ]

Move. Now.

[ The tone change is sharp, spoken with the authority of one used to orders being obeyed, as the aqua armored woman moved to impose herself between Lady and the lesser demons on the prowl. With any luck, they'd fall back to the shelter of a larger group without too much more trouble. ]

[anybody]

[ Lady nods again in agreement. They've been alright until now, but chaos is unpredictable, so it's very likely that where they are now could change into a much more dangerous space. She glances towards the group of demons and visibly starts, quickly looking away by turning her entire body away from the sight. At the order, she does look up at Carolina again, though. ]

Y-Yes ma'am. [ Never one to do much challenging of authority, Lady obeys and begins to move towards the trees like Carolina had said to. From the way she sticks close to her, it seems that Lady isn't keen on losing her new companion like she had her original group. There's a certain level of trust that she seems to have put into the woman already too, the kind of blind trust that a scared civilian puts into a figure of authority, because, well, with all of that armour she must know how to handle these kinds of situations, right? ]

[guerriera]

[ It's been a long time since she was in a position that required direct defense of civilians, but Carolina can plainly see that Lady didn't appear remotely ready to defend herself if the demons started moving their way. Her own stride is slower, stiff hobble hindering her, but she isn't far behind. She doesn't pause once the pair hit the treeline either, looking instead around them.

She really wishes she still had her guns right now. Carolina will just have to make do.

Then she looks to Lady. ]

Did you see anyone else here? [flocking together would be in their best interests.]

[anybody]

[ When they get to the treeline, Lady does pause - but once she sees Carolina is still moving, she is quick to follow suit. ]

Earlier, I did... [ But where had they gone? Lady isn't sure, even now as she looks around and tries to remember which direction she had come from. ] But I'm... lost, now. And I don't think this is a nice place to be lost in.

[guerriera]

[ Maybe it's her earlier head injury, the loss of blood that doesn't seem to be a lingering hurt now save in the form of a growing headache, but the girl running beside her is hard to focus on, and green eyes squint a moment before Carolina shakes her head. Something to worry about later, perhaps. ]

..We'll find others. We can't be the only ones on the run here.

[ Glancing upwards, Carolina eyed the skies, still streaked with flares of sickly green fire and the occasional shadow of dragons. It's only after one particularly large red passes over head that she nudges Lady again. If they go back roughly the way it came, that surely had to lead them somewhere, right? ]

This way. Stay just ahead of me and keep your eyes open. I'm right behind you.